"Can you please ask Taoist Baopu again, if there is anything he can do about the old lady's illness?" Wei Zi said: "The prince was seriously injured last time, and it got better after Taoist Baopu came. I vaguely feel that he may have something.
There’s a way.”
King Yan nodded, but asked Feng Danyuan: "Last time you said that Master Baopu was a liar. Can you believe his method?"
"Then I take back what I said that day." Feng Danyuan followed the good advice: "I have to thank him. A combination of circumstances allowed me to break through the eighth level of 'Canghailu' and practice the ninth level."
"What?!" King Yan almost jumped up in shock: "You have mastered the ninth level of 'Canghailu'?!"
"has a problem?"
"It turns out that 'Canghailu' really has a ninth level..." King Yan murmured to himself.
"Okay, I will go to Qingming Mountain tomorrow." He tilted his head and solemnly promised Wei Zi.
*
That night, Wei Zi rested in the Fusang Courtyard next to "Ruifu Hall".
Thinking about Mrs. Feng's condition, her marriage, and how well Feng Danyuan treated her, Wei Zi's mind was a little confused and she stared at the top of the bed unable to sleep.
Suddenly, there was a faint sound from the window, and she sat up suddenly, holding the gun subconsciously.
"Don't be nervous." Feng Danyuan jumped in from the window.
Wei Zi was suddenly speechless. How could he be said to be the "King Chen" now and still jump out of the window?
"You think I want to jump? If you bolt the door so tightly, I can't get in." Feng Danyuan got on the bed in a swaggering manner.
Wei Zi: "..."
"This is Prince Yan's Mansion, and there is an old lady living next door. Would it be better for you to restrain yourself?" Wei Zi lowered her voice.
"That's why I jumped out of the window." Feng Danyuan hugged the person into his arms, feeling that he was very restrained.
Wei Zi: "..."
"Do you have something to tell me?" He said slowly, stroking her long, satin-like hair.
"No."
"Really?" Feng Danyuan smiled, and suddenly pressed her under him, his big hands became restless: "If you have nothing to say, then do something."
"Yes." Wei Zi's waist was still sore, and he was so frightened that he quickly changed his words.
"Tell me about it." Feng Danyuan curled his lips and smiled, picking him up and holding him in his arms.
Wei Zi was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Wei Xuan, Wei Fei told me something..."
She started with the "Battle of the Three Ancestors". When she mentioned "foreign races", Feng Danyuan's face darkened.
Wei Zi didn't see his expression and continued to finish the story.
Feng Danyuan understood: "Do you believe that you will not live to be thirty?"
Wei Zi nodded: "I believe it."
"First, I told you how I came here. The Wei Zhuang family trapped Miss Wei's soul, and I broke the forbidden curse by chance. But why did the Wei Zhuang family go to such trouble to do this?
What? If it was because he was afraid that Miss Wei's soul would not enter reincarnation and cause trouble for her, then this explanation would make sense. After all, people who do wrongful things are afraid of being retaliated against.
"Secondly, I asked Feng Qing to check the genealogy of my grandfather's family. As Wei Xuan said, no one has lived past thirty... Not only that, my grandfather's ancestors migrated from northern Xinjiang to the Yun Kingdom.
Station after station, generation after generation, finally settled in Jiangnan.
"Although I can't be completely considered a Miss of the Wei family, my body belongs to her, so there is a high probability that I can't escape this fate."
Feng Danyuan sat up straight, picked up Wei Zi, and made the two of them sit face to face.
"You want to ask: If you don't live to be thirty, is it still necessary for us to get married?"
